Master of Desire by Lacey Alexander (read out loud books .TXT) 📕

by what they’d shared on the beach, like a storm that gainspower the more it swirls.

“Bend over,” he told her when her back  faced him, and she did so. “Now wiggle  your ass.”

It was a game they played and it excited her as much as it pleased him. She  shimmied her bottom just as he’d asked.

“Very good. Now raise back up —slowly.”

She rose and turned to face him, sensually  running her hands over  her body, feeling  her own soft curves, tweaking her stiff nipples. He smiled darkly in response. “Very  nice, wanton. Pinch them again.”

She pinched and twirled for him, letting the sensation melt through her flesh and down between her thighs.

“Is your pussy wet?”

She nodded. “Yes, master. Very. I’m afraid my juices will roll down my thighs

soon.”

He chuckled lustfully. “Now  that  I would like to see.” Then he met her gaze. “Drag

your middle finger up through your cunt, then come and let me suck it dry.”

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Another blaze of hunger burned through her as she stroked herself while he watched, then padded to the bed. He reached for her hand and she suffered a new, brutal rush  of heat as his warm, wet  mouth closed around her dampened finger.

It was then  that a knock came on the door, and Teesia flinched. No one  ever

knocked on  their  door, let alone late at night. Her first thought was that something must be wrong, Ralen must be needed for something important—but his expression never wavered as he said, “Answer the door, slave.”

She blinked, then glanced down at her nudity. “Like this?”

He nodded, delivering his usual wicked grin. “Yes. Like that.”

Teesia didn’t know what to think, her  skin prickling with nervousness as she walked slowly to the door. She pulled in her breath warily—until she saw Laene on theother side.

His eyes glittered with lust. “You look as tantalizing as  ever, Lady Teesia.”

Given her high degree  of arousal, his hungry gaze only added to it, making her nipples seem to pucker tighter, her cunt seem to weep still more freely.

As Laene stepped in and closed the door,  then started to unlace his brown leather pants, Teesia began to understand, but she still looked to  Ralen for confirmation.

“I have one  last longing to fulfill with you, vixen,” he said.

“And it is?”

He smiled, dark and determined. “I want to  see you take two cocks. I want to see

you with every lovely opening on  your body…filled.”

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Chapter Eight

The suggestion at once  thrilled and frightened Teesia. She should not be afraid, she knew—for Ralen had never brought her anything  but pleasure, even when it came with a bit of pain—and yet, the notion took her aback. Both Ralen’s cock and Laene’s?  Ralen’s was so powerful that sometimes it seemed amazing to her that she could take

his alone.

“Come to me, vixen,” he said, looking as  if he saw her  mixed emotions. “Lie  down

with me.”

She went to the bed as instructed, joining Ralen there,  letting his big, masculine body curve around hers. His breath warmed  her ear as he spoke low and potent. “Do not fear it. You shall relish it.”

When he drew back, locking his dark gaze  on hers, she asked the question that

burned in her mind. “Is that a command?”

“It’s a promise.” With  that, he kissed her, one large hand closing possessively  over  her breast, the other snaking around her waist to wrench her to him so that his shaft  nestled hard against her clit, stretching prominently upward between them.

“Oh Ares, I crave your cock,” she purred without  planning, then opened her eyes to  find his twinkling with pleasure. Their faces  were not an inch apart. “But another?” she  whispered, lips trembling. She didn’t want to  hurt Laene’s feelings—the memory of his  touches and kisses still burned hot in her mind—yet her trepidation stayed in place.

“Yes, vixen, another.” Her husband’s voice came as warm and dark as the chocolate  he’d given her days ago. “Trust me.”

Her husband was asking for her trust. Seeking her faith. Not simply ordering her to  do something.

Perhaps it  was  still an order and she was hearing  it wrongly, or perhaps she read  too much into his voice, but she  couldn’t help  feeling that he wanted her to  enter into this freely, believing in him to bring her only pleasure.

And so she did, for how could she not?

With the simple decision, everything inside  Teesia seemed to open—her mind, her  body—and all worries dissipated. “Oh Ralen, I do. I trust you.”

His small, warm smile was her reward.

And it was only after Ralen resumed his hot, deep kisses, only after she  was so  consumed by them that she’d nearly forgotten what was to happen…that she felt new  hands, touching her from behind. Laene’s hands.

One caressed her bare hip and slid smoothly up her side as the other warmly began  to massage her shoulder, then her neck. As Ralen pulled her leg up, urging her knee

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over his waist, he reached to stroke the round flesh of her ass as Laene’s palm moved  around to cup her breast, the nipple fitting neatly between his first two fingers.

When Ralen’s fingertips dipped down into  her pussy from behind, she moaned at  the raw pleasure. And when Laene’s kiss pressed soft on her shoulder, his cock coming  to rest in the crevice of her ass, jutting up  into the root of her tail, she knew, that  quickly, that she was lost to  the  overpowering delights the two  men would deliver. So  she gave herself into it, body and soul. No  more thoughts—only actions, only sensation.

Instinct led her to kiss her way down her husband’s broad chest and stomach until  she was able to flick the tip of her tongue over his majestic cock. She  smiled up  at Ralen,  and when Laene’s hands came into her hair, holding the tresses back so they could both watch her, she shifted her gaze to him, utterly unafraid now. Already, as Ralen had  promised, relishing it.

She took her husband’s shaft full  in her mouth, as deeply as her